My 4-month-old baby boy nestled in my arms, I walked into the sanctuary hoping to discreetly slip back into a seat by my husband.
“Simon,” Rabbi Howard Jaffe called out in his booming voice. “Come join us.”
It was time for the Aleinu prayer, and our temple’s tradition was to invite children to participate and open the doors of the ark.
Take my baby up to the bimah? What was the point?
To read the rest of the story, click on the link below — my column as it appears in the July 16 Jewish Advocate. Judaism, by Baby Steps
